Page 101 of Pure Recklessness

After waiting all day to get a call to come to Mr Devlin’s office, I’d given up hope.

I was just about to leave when my phone rang.

Part of me said it was almost seven and everyone else had already gone home, so I should let it to go to voicemail.

But the other part willed me to answer. I reasoned that if someone was calling after hours, it had to be important.

So I picked up the receiver. And when I heard Valerie’s voice, I knew what she was about to ask me.

Going to Mr Devlin’s office wasn’t a good idea though.

After I’d got back from the coffee break with Joe and Dana, Calista had given me a new manuscript to read. And this wasn’t a spicy romance. It was full-on erotica. They were banging from the first page.

Not just vanilla sex. He literally put his dick everywhere.

And I mean, everywhere.

As for the female main character, she’d come so many times I was surprised she hadn’t collapsed from exhaustion.

Now that I’d read dozens of Sated’s books, I thought nothing could surprise me any more, but boy was I wrong.

The more I read, the more the effects of this morning’s orgasm wore off and the hornier I got.

I planned to leave as soon as the clock struck five-thirty, but it was a page-turner, so I kept reading.

But when the couple declared their plans to visit a sex club, I knew it was best that I went home to take a cold shower.

The very last thing that I should do in this state was go and see the man who’d finger fucked me so good that three days on, I could still remember the sensations like it happened three seconds ago.

This meeting had recipe for disaster written all over it.

Then again, maybe this was the perfect time to see him.

Dana’s words echoed in my head.

‘No risk, no reward. If you want someone, you can’t wait for him to fall into your lap. You have to sit on his!’

I shook my head.

Earlier, I wanted something to happen between us. But what Mr Devlin had said was right. It was too risky.

I was enjoying this job way too much to put it on the line for a bit of cock. No matter how exquisite it felt pressed against me on Friday night.

But when Valerie ushered me into Mr Devlin’s office and I saw him, sitting there in all of his sexy glory, those logical thoughts flew clean out of my head and the devil landed on my shoulder with an almighty thump.

‘You wanted to see me?’ I said, as I stood at the door, willing my pulse to slow down and trying to push the illicit thoughts racing through my brain away.

‘Enter,’ he said.

His words sent a bolt of electricity straight between my legs.

Oh, how I wished he would enter me.

‘Should I close the door?’ I asked.

‘Leave it open,’ he said.

Well, that’s that then.